Monday, July 14, 2008

Country Paradise

Take a walk with me at Small Graces,
it's night, and the moon is shining. You can smell the roses by the gate,
it's so bright you don't need a flashlight, and everywhere you look there are fireflies. It's cool, for a July evening, and it just rained, the ground is a little misty and the tiny frogs are peeping softly in the woods. The creek is gently trickling and the breeze is a soft breath through the trees. A new lamb is baaing by the barn, you are home.

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